Parching wind blows through the fields
An old man wipes his brow
As he wonders when relief will come
To this forsaken town
He looks up to the sky
And he offers up this cry...
Lord, its so dry in this place
We need Your rain to come down
Lord, will You answer this prayer
Send Your blessings on us now
Lord, let it rain
Let it rain
We need Your rain to come down
On the other side of town
A preacher sheds some tears
As he wonders when his church will see
The truths hes preached for years
He looks up to the sky
And he offers up this cry...
Lord, its so dry in this place
We need Your rain to come down
Lord, will You answer this plea
Send Your blessings on us now
Lord, let it rain
Let it rain
We need Your rain to come down
One man prays for soil, another prays for souls
But they both seek a harvest only God can bring
Lord, we share their hunger, for we seek a harvest too
And so our voices sing...
Lord, its so dry in this place
We need Your rain to come down
Lord, will You answer this plea
Send Your blessings on us now
Lord, let it rain
Let it rain
We need Your rain to come down
Lord, let it rain
Let it rain
We need Your rain to come down
(Repeat many times and fade)
© 1998 Jason Mitchener